Monkey continues to make my life difficult….
Yesterday I had people willing to buy the scuba stuff right then and there… great for me… get the money and buy myself replacement solar panels and Elena and I just move forward.
But… monkey went on and on about how could I be so mean to him… begging please don’t sell my stuff… please just give me another chance… all day texting and begging me to save all his stuff until he can come get it. When I put my foot down and told him flat out the most concession I will make is to give him 1 more week to come get it… then too bad… I’m selling / dumping his crap and moving on…. he attacked me… Lexi you say you are a Christian… what will God think of you for being so mean to me… blah blah blah…. Nice attack Monkey… go for the soft spot.
His boat did get rescued off the beach by very kind local sailors who came to help him that day. Towboat US pulled him back to Fort Pierce where he is currently at anchor (with my stuff)… but his rudder is damaged and the shaft is bent. His boat cannot steer. Still he tells me he is going to sail across to the
Bahamas next weather window (Saturday)… I just have to give him the week to get his stuff…. he begs “please don’t sell the scuba gear…”
Grrrr…. to the monkey.
So he was supposed to get his boat hauled out yesterday and either fix his rudder or know that he cannot fix it… and tell me… so I can make my own decisions about what to do. Instead I get more humming and hawing maybe maybe maybe… So now maybe Wednesday he will get hauled out and maybe get it fixed…. Can I lend him money…?
He had the nerve to fight with me to demand that I just keep carrying and storing his stuff for months and months until maybe someday in the future he might be able to meet me in Grenanda…. YEAH RIGHT… that ain’t gonna happen monkey. His stuff takes up a lot of room on my boat… I trip over it everyday… there is no way I am gonna store it for an indefinite period of time monkey… nope… too bad kid.
He is sure I need not worry he will cross to the Bahamas Saturday and deliver my stuff and get his stuff… And this is best case scenario for WildChild… but I have no faith in him anymore… I do not count on him anymore…
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I am no longer making decisions based upon his maybe’s anymore.
I have decided…. fuck it… I need to cut the cord…
WildChild is going to sail all the way back to freakin Florida to raft up beside him and get his crap off my boat… no more whining…
This is not for him… it is for me…. I NEED those solar panels… I want my $1000 dollars of stuff off his boat. So I will just do it myself.
The sooner this last thing gets settled the sooner I can cut the cord and move on. He is falling and will continue to take me down with him… sometimes you cannot save a drowning man…
So I Captain Lexi have decided that WildChild is going to sail north… by Friday we will be near Great Sail Cay in the north end (IF MAYBE monkey does manage to cross Saturday we will be close and go to him right away and swap the gear…ASAP…)
But… we do not count on this at all. Our plan is to sail across to Florida when the winds clock around Monday/Tuesday… we will find him and swap gear and turn around and head back to the Bahamas… We will sail 300 miles because he couldn’t sail 60 miles…. can you tell I am resentful…?
But this will finally cut the cord by next Wednesday (April 24th)
It will finally be done… and I need it to be done.
Elena is not ready for this yet…. She had her second sail today as we began the sail north. She did well… but she is still a beginner… crossing the gulf stream is not beginner sailing…. doing it twice (there and back) is not a beginner thing to do. It can get very rough out there in the Gulf Stream between Florida and the Bahamas. I am not sure how she will handle rough sailing in possibly 6-8 foot waves or possibly 25 knots of wind.
So I will have to carry this burden as the Captain. Elena is awesome and totally willing to help all she can… but this will rest on me… cause you know… I really needed more stress in my life.
BUT… I am a powerful woman…. I am amazingly strong…. I am a great Captain… I am a very skilled sailor….
I GOT THIS….!
Captain Lexi
….the pissed off….